"Gongye Bai was all right enough when young, at most using those fists of his to bully people."
"Now that he was older and his Martial Path Cultivation Base had risen, he had become an old man with no respect for his age."
"He wanted to interfere in everything, stirring the entire martial world until chickens flew and dogs leaped."
Granny Shan seemed to recall some old events from years past. Her tone grew increasingly harsh, and her voice rose with it:
"If you ask this old woman, there was nothing wrong with the name Wind and Rain Tower. It existed solely to stir up wind and rain in the martial world..."
Listening to Granny Shan endlessly berate White Immortal, Xiao Jinghong revealed a rare smile.
That White Immortal was indeed an oddity in the martial world.
His Cultivation Base was clearly profound, and he could be considered a decent man, yet everything he did carried a sinister air.
No one knew whether he had been born a jinx or whether he could truly determine life and death with nothing but his mouth.
In any case, those whose fortunes he had read never seemed to meet a good end.
In truth, Granny Shan was not the only one wary of White Immortal.
Even Xiao Jinghong's Master—Sword Saint Li Wudang—had once cursed him under his breath.
Naturally, without using any foul language.
"Jinghong, some of the old veterans and ancient figures of the martial world will give your master some face."
"But there is one person—White Immortal of the Wind and Rain Tower. You must be careful around him. If you encounter him, run as far as you can."
"That old thing is like dog-skin plaster. Once it sticks to you, nothing good will come of it."
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